Before opening the store, Wang Li was just an author of novels.

Who can I provoke if I don’t socialize with others on weekdays? Apart from being out of context and offending the only few readers?

What bad intentions can anyone who likes to read novels have?

In addition, there are no ones who Wang Li has offended recently except Ding Laoba.

First, he signed a sand and gravel contract to grab Ding Laoba's business, but later he forced Ding Laoba's 100 acres of land for demolition.

This revenge is not big or small.

With a vengeful personality like Ding Laoba, who is a gangster, it is normal to take revenge.

Moreover, Ding Laoba has money and connections, so opening a bar is an old business for him. The first disco in Jiangbei City was Ding Laoba.

What Wang Li did not expect was that this old guy actually changed his style and wanted to use this set to run his store to death.

But it is reasonable to think about it carefully.

After all, with the second brother and the others, Ding Laoba's style of fighting and killing could not cause any storm in front of Wang Li. Instead, he was suppressed by Wang Li. He would not continue to fight head-on if he had a little brain, let alone Ding Laoba was still a black boss.

Ding Laoba’s idea is very simple: I will use business to squeeze you to death. It depends on what else you can do. If you dare to be a tough guy, I will call the police. No matter how awesome you are, can you still be able to pass the law?

This is the old gangster in the world.

When you reason with him, he will talk to you about fists, and when you talk to him about fists, he will talk to you about law...

No wonder people are so easy to do.

Thinking of this, Wang Li frowned.

"What? Do you know who it is?"

Guo Xiaomei asked angrily.

"Don't think about it, who can I offend?" Wang Li waved his hand and left the pet store.

This kind of thing cannot involve Guo Xiaomei.

...

When we returned to the yard, we all got up not long after.

Brother Monkey was picked up by Lao Mao in the morning. Uncle Yu had not come back to run yet. Jinzi was practicing magic in the dormitory...

"Have a meeting!"

Wang Li went straight to the dormitory of Brothers of Shituling and said to Peng Lao San: "Go next door and call the Four Heavenly Kings."

Soon, the four kings who were applying facial masks were dragged into the dormitory by Peng Lao San.

"What's the matter? Don't you wait for us to wash our faces?" The four kings said dissatisfied.

As a literary youth, the four kings still care about their image, and Wang Li is very pleased with this.

People nowadays are all visual animals, and their three views follow their facial features. No matter how good your pipa is, you look like Zhu Bajie, and your fans will definitely not be as good as a female anchor with beautiful faces, breasts, long thighs, and butts.

The most intuitive example is that Wang Li’s short video platform was obviously popular because he posted videos of the Four Heavenly Kings, and now most fans are asking Erlang Shen’s WeChat.

This is the world's declining trend.

"Can't wait, someone wants to grab the business." Wang Li shouted: "You all have to drink the northwest wind with me at that time."

"Who? So bold? Don't you know who we are?"

Lao Bai slapped the table.

The whole house was swaying.

"Is it the barbecue restaurant next door?" asked Boss Qing.

"Yeah, that's right."

Wang Li said: "At first, I thought this was an ordinary barbecue restaurant, but they came here to grab business, and their business model was the same as ours."

"Hi, what am I talking about?"

Boss Qing pulled out a kitchen knife from his arms and shouted, "Let me chop them up, you won't let them roast human meat tonight!"

"sit down!"

Wang Li glared at Boss Qing: "Don't mess around, times are different, fighting and killing can't solve any problems, we have to deal with it like a way."

"What can I think of?"

The four great kings shook their heads and said, "Don't look for us when we use our brains... we didn't even use our brains when we were in heaven."

Wang Li: “…”

At the critical moment, none of these guys are useful. They are either arrogant and unreasonable, or they are full of fighting and killing, or they are just blind.

How did these guys become gods?

"hehe."

Just when Wang Li was secretly depressed, Peng Lao San suddenly laughed.

"Do you have a way?"

Wang Li asked dissatisfiedly.

This Peng Lao San is usually the most thief. When fighting, he pushes his two brothers forward and runs away. Now all the people who grab business are here, but he is watching the joke on the side, and Wang Li is a little unhappy.

"hey-hey."

Peng Laosan laughed and said, "Our store is a barbecue restaurant. The barbecue has achieved its best. I can't break through the barbecue even if I find a way. What's the use of finding us three brothers?"

"Then what you mean is to break through from the four heavenly kings?" Wang Li thought for a moment.

"That's right!"

Peng Laosan said: "It seems you are not stupid."

"How did they break through?"

Wang Li was confused.

The combination of the Four Heavenly Kings, when they are in the Chinese music scene, cannot find any opponents from a professional perspective. How can they make a breakthrough if they have achieved this?

"Tsk tsk tsk."

Peng Laosan hugged his arms and said, "If it weren't for the life and death of our three brothers, I wouldn't have bothered to remind you, do you really think everyone understands art?"

“??”

After hearing what Peng Lao San said, Wang Li was stunned for a moment.

Peng Lao San continued, "Then I'll be more straightforward. Do you like to listen to people playing the pipa or watch big-breasted girls?"

"I……"

Wang Li suddenly realized, looked at Peng Lao San with surprise and said, "I didn't expect you to see it clearly than I did."

"What do you think? I'm the little Zhuge in Lingshan." Peng Laosan raised his chin and looked confident.

Peng Laosan is right.

There are many people pretending to be a silly nowadays, but how many people really understand art? Most people still join in the fun.

No matter how good the four heavenly kings are, no matter how good they sing, even if they are suitable for both young and old, and appreciated by both the elite and the masses, they are just playing the piano and singing.

It's just that if you see it too much.

The young people who come here to consume are looking at the atmosphere, and the artists who can grasp their minds are definitely not artists.

"So what do you mean?" Wang Li asked Peng Lao San's opinion.

Originally, Wang Li just regarded Peng Lao San as a pawn, but he never expected that this guy had a very high IQ. The reason why he was not revealed was because he did not involve his interests.

This kid is a very selfish smart guy.

"If it's changed me, I'll find a row of girls to dance with the four kings... and take off one after another after dancing, tsk tsk tsk."

Speaking of this, Peng Lao San's eyes turned into "funny" emoticons.

“Strip dance…”

Wang Li said speechlessly: "This is not good. We are a serious hotel. Is the whole stripper unreasonable?"

The barbecue restaurant was already out of Wang Li's perception of opening a concert site. Now he has to do striptease and other things, which is really a bit difficult for Wang Li to accept.

We are all immortals, so how can we play the Lion Camel Ridge monster dance? Their temperaments are too different.

"It's not so cold to do business!" Peng Lao San was still instigating: "If you don't invite me, I'll ask you too. But the one who has no business is definitely not someone else."

"Think about it."
Chapter completed!